yep: the world's conspiring against you. and you'll never know why it's choosing to do it in this particular (aka inconsequential) way.
anyway, it's according to this logic that, having witnessed the first arrival of Generation Z to the coffee shop only a week ago, i of course now hear a gaggle of barely-twenty-year-olds galumph into the café. the lead girl -- in sheer wide-eyed wonderment -- shouts out to her friends: hey, guys! it smells like coffee in here! wow. very percipient.
and now back to translating...
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